Rollerblades and money pants...

T likes to rollerblade....and for some reason the other day, he wanted to rollerblade in his pajama pants...

run kitty run....it's another one of those yellow cats the Man has a soft spot for....

I think the cat is winning...

and here he comes....

he's so cute...and he's getting so big...

Hi there...when he's like this...I almost want another one...then later....he goes on about how C is the "golden child" and we love him more...then I'm good with the 2 I have...

whoops....he almost fell...or maybe he's trying some new move...LOL

oh, look at those skills....

that smile...it gets me every time...this is possibly why we have 5 cats, 2 guinea pigs, 2 lizards, and 2 dogs...that smile...works on his dad too...

his tongue is sticking out....

and here he comes again....

there is that smile again....someday he'll be a heartbreaker....

I'm locking the doors now...girls stay away....this is my boy....wait...he acts just like his dad...umm...yeah...never mind.....

look at those moves....I'll be beating the girls away from the door....

I just like this picture....

mid sentence....reminds me of when he was little....almost makes me want another...almost...if I hit crazy land I'll let you know...

he decided he was done....

and now for the pants....his favorite pajama pants....I'm surprised he takes them off so I can wash them...

yes, they have 100 dollar bills on them...and Ben's been given a makeover on all of them...he loves them...

and that is how I spent part of my Mother's Day afternoon....just a boy, some rollerblades and money pants....

is there a way to keep him at this age?....I don't want them to grow up....

More photo tinkering....

it was so nice yesterday evening, the kids were playing outside and I thought I'd take Gidget out and let her do her thing and maybe take some pictures....btw, if anyone knows how to get an 11 week old dachshund to sit still for more than 5 seconds, I'd love to hear...and please, don't tell me with a treat...it won't work...girlfriend starts barking, jumping, whining and just generally turning into a hot mess....it's not pretty....lol...

so here's Mr. C....my baby....my little chubby cherub....ok, maybe cherub is stretching it a bit...

he's cute right....he's decided he wants to be a cowboy (he wants the shirts, the jeans, the hat, belt buckle...you name it...he wants it...)....I thought this photo was so cute...but a little blah...

I think I'll send this one to his Me-Me....she'll like it...

on to Mr. T (no, not "I Pity The Fool" Mr T. but MY Mr. T....eldest...fruit of my loins and all that...)

yeah, I realize you can't see his eyes or anything, but he's got some weird smudge stuff on his cheek, you can see a bit of it on the right there...and well, he looked GRUBBY....I thought this was cuter...

and the tinkered photo...doesn't he have the prettiest eyelashes?....don't tell him I said that...he'll get mad...cause pretty eyelashes aren't manly....LOL

ok....it's my one decent shot of the dog....look at that snoz....oh, it's growing....it will be so long soon...

I really did like this photo the way it is....I mean, she's being STILL for crying out loud....and oh my word, look at that face....don't you just wanna kiss it...

and then I decided to green up the grass....and make her coat look darker, like it is....she's my little wiener schnitzel fluffer nutter after all...

on to a subject that rarely moves...really, he just lays there all the time, or somewhere else...but, he lays around a lot...Milo....

the Man has a soft spot for yellow cats...he had one for years named Yeller (RIP)....sometimes, I'd like to take that soft spot and squish it up and throw it away....but I digress....LOL...Milo looks a little pale here...kind of more like our other yellow cat Slobber (so named because he DROOLS all over you when you pet him....)

now, that's better...

and just to prove he doesn't really do much...

see, there he goes...laying down....this of course does make him an easy photo snapping target...

fun fact....Milo is afraid of toads....and small dachshunds that bark at him trying to get him to play....

I'm not really sure what this is....it's across the road from my house....and it makes a neat photo...

but, I thought it could use a pop of color...it's a little blah...

I think it looks much more true to life...it was a bit washed out in the original photo....

later on I'll be babysitting...I promise there will be no actual sitting on babies...and really he's a toddler...so is it toddler sitting?....anyway....he's always fun to take pictures of....so I may have some good ones of him to tinker with after a while....

Have a wonderful day!

Got Cleaver?

As you've seen....even though I did specifically tell you to ignore it...I'm sure you didn't...it was the elephant in the room after all....anyway...you've seen my meat cleaver...I use that sucker for EVERYTHING....from onions and garlic to whacking chicken wings into pieces....that is the knife I use...why?...because it was sharp...I have other knives of various sorts...but they are all old...and DULL...and I ain't talking boring....LOL

so earlier after I mowed the lawn...I came in the house and found this lovely little number

 Don't you just love how early is spelled....ahh...kids...the precious little squirrel butts...

of course the real gem was hiding behind the note....

KNIVES...a WHOLE SET....the Man had picked them up for me while he was at Wal-Mart....awesome huh...

apparently, if you mention your cleaver enough....the Man will get sick of it and feel sorry for you and get you a knife set...of course they aren't expensive or anything (hey, if I had that kind of money do you think I'd be using a cleaver in the first place??)....

I'm so excited....this really rocks my socks!....and who knew knives could do that....

Tomorrow I'll post about my accidental Chocolate Cheesecake Icebox Pie....which rocks C's socks....and that's good enough for me...

Later ya'll...

Squirrel butts and dog breath....

I do...on occasion call my kids "squirrel butt"....it's a term of endearment...I swear...

and this is a typical 3:45 pm shot of said "Squirrel butts" and Gidget...she usually goes for the face...

see, she's going for T's head....while C is making some weird...I died here on the floor face....

they haven't asked for food yet...I'm sure that is coming next....do I even have food? (scratches head)...

oh gross, I heard talk of "lung nuggets"....I gotta go...